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COPYRIGHT 1922 

CHARLES E. GRAHAM & CO 
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UNCLE WIGGILY: INDIAN HUNTER 

or 

HOW NURSE JANE THOUGHT IT VERY FUNNY TO SEE 
AN INDIAN FEATHERED BUNNY 
and 

HOW THE FOX AND THE WOLF THOUGHT THEY 
WOULD SPOIL THE MAY PARTY 
also 

HOW UNCLE WIGGILY PLAYED THE HOSE ON HIS GARDEN 



TEXT BY 

HOWARD R. GARIS 

Author of THREE LITTLE TRIPPERTROtS and BED TIME STORIES 
PICTURED BY 

LANG CAMPBELL 

NEWARK, N. J- 

CHARLES E. GRAHAM & CO. 

NEW YORK 


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IF YOU LIKE THIS FUNNY LITTLE PICTURE BOOK ABOUT THE 
BUNNY RABBIT GENTLEMAN YOU MAY BE GLAD 


TO KNOW THERE ARE OTHERS. 








So if the spoon holder doesn’t go down cellar and take the coal shovel away 
from the gas stove, you may read 


1 UNCLE WIGGILY’S AUTO SLED. 

2 UNCLE WIGGILYS SNOW MAN. 

3 UNCLE WIGGILY’S HOLIDAYS. 

4 UNCLE WIGGILY’S APPLE ROAST. 

5 UNCLE WIGGILY’S PICNIC. 

6 UNCLE WIGGILY GOES FISHING. 

7 UNCLE WIGGILY’S JUNE BUG FRIENDS. 

8 UNCLE WIGGILY’S VISIT TO THE FARM. 

9 UNCLE WIGGILY’S SILK HAT. 

10 UNCLE WIGGILY, INDIAN HUNTER. 

11 UNCLE WIGGILY’S ICE CREAM PARTY. 

12 UNCLE WIGGILY’S WOODLAND GAMES. 

Every book has three stories, including the title story. 



Copyright 1919 McClure Newspaper Syndicate. Trade mark registered. 
Copyright 1920, 1922 Charles E. Graham dc Co., Newark, N. J., and New York. 

©C1A676833 151922 

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One day, when Uncle Wiggily was out walking with Nurse Jane 
Fuzzy Wuzzy, his muskrat lady housekeeper, they came to a place’ 
where some of the animal boys were shooting with bows and arrows. 
“Oh, this is fun!” cried Uncte Wiggily. “I’d like to be an Indian!” 
Nurse Jane caught hold of him. “You’re tbo old to play Indian!” said 
the muskrat lady. “Behave yourself, Wiggyt Don’t be childish!”' 



Much as he wanted to play Indian and shoot arrows with the 
animal boys, Uncle Wiggily was not allowed. Nurse Jane made him 
go with her to the hollow stump bungalow. But the next day Uncle 
Wiggily went out quietly, and made himself some bows and arrows. 
“Oh, Wiggy!” cried the muskrat lady when she saw him. “Will you 
ever grow up ?’’ Uncle Wiggily thought not, as he wanted to have fun 



Nurse Jane made such a fuss about it that Uncle WIggily stopped 
making the bows and arrows for a time. "‘But I’ll make them after she 
goes to the store,” he said to himself. “She can’t stop me them, and 
I’ll be an Indian, too, with feathers on my head and everything.” 
Nurse Jane started for the store, but on her way home through the 
woods all alone, a big Wolf chased her. “Help!” she cried. 



Faster and faster ran Nurse Jane, but the Wolf ran after her faster 
and faster also. “Oh, if Uncle Wiggily were only here now!” cried 
the muskrat lady. Then, all of a sudden, what seemed to be an Indian 
appeared, and began shooting arrows at the Wolf, making him run 
away. “Here 1 am to save you. Nurse Jane!” the Indian called. “Oh, 
it is Uncle Wiggily!” joyfully said Miss Fuzzy Wuzzy. 



After Uncle Wiggily, dressed like a play Indian, had shot arrows 
at the Wolf, and .driven him away, the bunny gentleman left Nurse 
Jane to go and hunt for his arrows. And when he was gone, out of the 
bushes popped the bad old Fuzzy Fox. “Oh ho ! I’ll get Nurse Jane!" 
howled the Fox, and he raced after the muskrat lady. Away she ran 
crying: “Save me, Uncle Wiggily! Come back and shoot the Fox!" 



All of a sudden Uncle Wiggily, not stopping to tmd his arrows, 
came rushing back through the woods. “Oh ho! The Fox is after you, 
is he?” cried the bunny gentleman to Nurse Jane. “Well, even make- 
believe Indians are not afraid of a Fox. If 1 can’t shoot him with my 
arrows I’ll bang him -^ith my Indian Club!” Catching hold of the tail 
of the Fox, Uncle Wiggily made the bad chap run away quite fast. 







“Wow! Wow!” howled the Fox, as Uncle Wiggily, the Indian, 
banged him with the club. “I’ll be good! I won’t hurt Nurse Jane!” 
Uncle Wiggily laughed behind the feathers which Charlie Chick the 
rooster boy had given him, “You’d better not hurt any of us!” said the 
bunny, letting the Fox go, and throwing the club after him. Then he 
went back to Nurse Jane, but, a:ll of a sudden, two bears chased them. 




*‘0h, Uncle Wiggily!” cried Nurse Jane, “how are you going to 
save us how, even if you are a make-believe Indian ? Your arrows are 
gone and so is your big club. How can we get away from the bears ? ” 
The bunny twinkled his pink. nose. “A little farther on,” he saicl, as 
he helped Nurse Jane to run, “1 have hidden a birch bark canoe such 
as. the Indians made. We’ll get in that and be safe from the bears.” 



Quickly, before the bears could catch up to them, Uncle Wiggily 
and Nurse Jane pulled the little boat out from under the bushes and 
launched.it into the lake. Uncle Wiggily helped Nurse Jane in and then 
jumped in himself. Out from shore he paddled, and the bears couldn’t 
get the bunny or muskrat lady. “I’m sorry 1 didn’t want you to be an 
Indian,’’ said Nurse Jane. “I see now, they are very useful, Wlggyl’’ 


And if the lollypop doesn’t fall off the stick, and go down to the five and ten 
cent store with the red balloon, the next pictures 
and story will tell how 



THE FOX AND THE WOLF 
THOUGHT THEY’D SPOIL THE MAY PARTY. BUT 
THEY FAILED AND UNCLE WIGGILY LAUGHED THE MOST HEARTY. 



Uncle Wiggily thought he would give a May Party in the woods 
to the animal children. Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy baked many cakes 
and pies, and she and the bunny rabbit took the good things to the flat 
stump table in large baskets. “I think that looks most lovely!” said 
the bunny, when the party was almost ready. “Now we’ll call the boys 
and girls.” The Fox and Wolf in the bushes waited their chance! 



When Uncle Wiggily and Nurse Jane went to call the animal chil- 
dren, the bad Fox and Wolf sneaked out of the bushes and began tak- 
ing the May Party things. “We’ll take the things farther into the 
woods and have a fine feast!’’ barked the Fox. But Curly and Floppy 
Twistytail, the piggie boys, coming along, saw what the Fox and Wolf 
were doing. “We must fool those bad animals,’’ Floppy said. 



Having taken all the good things Uncle Wiggily and Nurse Jane 
had made ready for the May Party, the bad Fox and Wolf sneaked 
off deeper into the woods with the baskets. There they found a flat 
stump for a table. “We’ll have a party of our own!’’ barked the Fox, 
as he ate a piece of pie. “We’ll take a little sleep before we eat,’’ the 
Wolf said. “A sleep will make us very hungry and we can eat more'” 



It did not take Uncle Wiggily and Nurse Jane long to find the 
' animal boys and girls, who were gathering May flowers on the other 
’ side of the wood. “Come to my May Party!” invited Uncle Wiggily. 

“Oh, how lovely!” cried Susie Littletail. “1 was just wishing we could 
; have a party and something to eat!” So Uncle Wiggily and the Musk- 
rat lady led the animal children through the woods towards the stump. 



“Sh-h! Don’t make any noise!” whispered Floppy to Curly as 
the piggie boys saw the Fox and Wolf going to sleep before eating the 
May Party feast they had taken from Uncle Wiggily. “Keep quiet and 
we’ll take everything away from those bad chaps!” So the piggie boys, 
making no noise, reached over with their fish poles, lines and hooks, 
which they had, and lifted the good things back into the baskets. 



Not knowing what had happened to his May Party good things, 
Uncle Wiggily led the animal children back to where he had set out the 
feast. But the stump was empty. “My goodness me sakes alive!’’ 
cried Nurse Jane. “Where are all the cakes and pies?’’ The children 
were so disappointed they were ready to cry. “Some bad animals have 
been here!” said Uncle Wiggily. “I see paw-marks on the ground!” 



When Floppy and Curly had fish-hooked up the last of the good 
things from the stump where the Fox and Wolf had put them, the 
piggie boys hurried ofi through the woods. A little later the Fox 
sneezed and awakened. So did the Wolf. “Now for a fine dinner'” 
the Wolf said. “But where is itr”’ asked the Fox. “You ate every- 
thing while I slept!” he barked. “You ate it yourself!” the Wolf said. 



Uncle Wiggily, Nurse Jane and the animal boys and girls looked 
all around the stump table, thinking perhaps the good things were hid- 
den. But they found nothing, and Uncle Wiggily 'was thinking of going 
to a store to get what he could, when up came running Floppy and 
Curly. “Here are good things for the May Party!’’ they cried. “We 
took them away from the Fox and Wolf while they slept!’’ 



And if the puppy dog doesn’t take off the pussy cat’s bib and make her spill 
I milk on her nice, clean fur, the next pictures 

and story will tell how 





UNCLE WIGGILY PLAYED THE HOSE ON HIS 
GARDEN. THE MONKEY BOYS PLAYED A TRICK ON THE 
BUNNY. BUT SEE WHAT HAPPENED TO THE PIP AND THE SKEE! 



, when the cabbages, lettuce and turnips were just 
to grow in his garden, Uncle Wiggily thought he wbuld 
hose and do some watering. “Water and sunshine are 
needed to make things do well in a garden,” said the rabbit gentle- 
man, as he fastened the hose to the faucet at the side of his hollow 
stump bungalow. “Be very careful!” warned Nurse Jane Fuzzy 
Wuzzy. “Why,?” asked Uncle Wiggily. “Because I saw Jacko and 
Jumpo, the monkey boys, a little while ago,” said Nurse Jane. 



'‘1 guess Jacko and Jumpo will not play any tricks on me,” said 
Uncle Wiggily, as he turned on the faucet and began to water his 
garden. But Nurse Jane was right. The monkey chaps were up to 
mischief. “We’ll play a joke on Uncle Wiggily!” chatter^ed Jacko. 
“How?” asked Jumpo. “We’ll put this heavy log of wood across 
his hose, back of him where he can’t see us,” said Jacko. “It will 
stop the water from squirting out and he’ll be as surprised as any- 
Ihing!” So the two monkey chaps dropped the log on the hose. 




“Well, what’s all the excitement about?” asked the bad old 
Pipsisewah, as the Skeezicks came rushing into the forest dell where 
the Pip was lying down lazy like. “What’s the matter, Mr. Skee?” 
The Skeezicks, after catching his breath, said: “Here is our chance to 
get some souse off Uncle Wiggily’s ears. He’s in his garden, water- 
ing it. You can take one of thse toadstool umbrellas and hold it in 
front of you. You won’t get wet, and it will hide you so you can get 
right close up to him. As you come in front. I’ll come from in back.’- 




Wiggily was sprinkling his garden, 
seemed to go dry. No more water came from the nozzle, 
and the bunny rabbit gentleman squinted down it to see what was 
the matter. The monkey boys had dropped the big log of wood 
across the hose, back of Uncle Wiggily, and shut off the water. 
‘•Dear .me!” said Mr. Longears to himself. “1 wonder what is the 
matter? Perhaps Nurse Jane was right. I had better see if those 
monkey boys have done anything to the hose.” 



Uncle Wiggily shook the hose and tapped on the nozzle, but 
still no water came out. “I guess I’ll have to blow down it,” said the 
bunny rabbit gentelman. “That may clear it. 1 don’t believe Jacko 
or Jumpo had anything to do with it.” The bunny could not see the 
monkey boys, for they had hidden behind a bush. And from there 
they saw the Skee coming along. “Oh, we must stop him from hurt- 
ing Uncle Wiggily!” cried Jacko. “We’ll throw the log at him,” 
chattered Jumpo. Uncle Wiggily did not see the Pip coming'. 



All of a sudden, as Uncle Wiggily gave a last blow down the 
nozzle, trying to make the water come, up rushed the Pipsisewah 
with his toadstool umbrella. “Ah, ha!” cried the bad chap. “Now 
ril get your souse, Uncle Wiggily!” The bunny gentleman did not 
know what to do. He stood there holding the hose. “Oh, if it would 
only squirt some water perhaps I could drive away the Pip!” thought 
Mr. Longears. The Pipsisewah laughed. “Even if you had water, ! 
wouldn’t be afraid. 1 have a toadstool umbrella! Ha! Ha!” 




All of a sudden, after the bad Skeezicks had passed the place 
where the log was on the hose, Jacko and Jumpo came out from 
behind the bush. “We’ll throw the log at the Skee and knock him 
down,” said Jumpb. “Then he can’t get Uncle Wiggily. “But what 
about the Pip?” asked Jumpo. “We’ll attend to him after we fix the 
Skee,” answered Jacko. They got hold of the heavy log and threw 
it at the bad chap, bunking him in the back and knocking him down. 
The Pip was almost up to Uncle Wiggily by this time. 



As soon as Jacko and Jumpo took from the hose the log: of 
v/ood, the water began squirting again. As the monkey boys knocked 
the Skeezicks head over somersault with the log, a uttle stream of 
water began trickling from the nozzle. “Hurray!” cried Uncle 
Wiggily. “1 guess I can douse the Pip after all!” The bunny pointed 
the hose at the bad chap. Then the water came with all its force. 
It broke and washed away the toadstool umbrella and spattered all 
over the Pipsisewah! “Hurrah!” cried' Jacko and Jumpo. 



Uncle Wiggily squirted the water at the Pip so hard that the bad 
chap was almost drowned. He called for help and the Skee came 
running up, but the bunny doused them both,, and at last the two bad 
chaps turned a'nd ran. Uncle Wiggily squirted more water at theni 
and Jacko and Jumpo threw stones. “It was all your fault,” said the 
Pip to the Skee. “We should know better than to try to catch Uncle 
Wiggily when he has a hose!” The two bad chaps were cross at on^ 
another. And Uncle Wiggily forgave the boys for playing the trick. 



When you have finished reading this nice 
little book, perhaps you would like to read 
a larger volume about Uncle Wi^ily. 

If so, ^o to the book store and ask the 
Man for one of the Uncle Wig,feily Bed- 
time Story Books, they have a lot of 
Funny Pictures in and 31 stories — one for 
every ni^ht in the month. If the book 
store man has none of these volumes ask 
him to ^et you one or send direct to the 
Publishers, 


A. L. BURT COMPANY. 
114 EAST 23rd STREET 
NEW YORK CITY 




